by DMack2018 May 31, 2018
Get the drug recognition expert mug.1) A technology rendered obsolete by Covid.
2) A quaint human interaction, from the time when people could see another person's face, know whom they were looking at, and respond with feeling.
2) A quaint human interaction, from the time when people could see another person's face, know whom they were looking at, and respond with feeling.
He saw a sort of female person standing in front of him. She had her ear pods in and was speaking to someone who was not there. She was wearing a mask, as required by law and by custom, large sunglasses and a hat. He saw a small patch of skin - her cheeks - and longing for that old feeling once termed facial recognition, he believed it might or might not be Sarah.
by Monkey's Dad December 30, 2020
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Furry Recognition Day happens annually. It is a day where if you are a furry, you draw a paw on the back of your dominant hand and you see if anyone else is doing the same thing to know if anyone around you is a furry. This can help make some friends. This day is completely optional, yet recommended for all furries out there.
James: Hey! Its Furry Recognition Day!
Brandon: I know.
James: I see you drew a paw on the back of your hand. You’re a furry?
Brandon: Yeah. You too?
James: Yeah!
Brandon: I know.
James: I see you drew a paw on the back of your hand. You’re a furry?
Brandon: Yeah. You too?
James: Yeah!
by Qurtyz May 26, 2022
Get the Furry Recognition Day mug.How right wing extremists justify their hate towards minorities while claiming to use critical thinking
A (Nazi:) Who is a fraction of population but commits most of the crimes?
B: Men?
A: NOO IT'S BLACK PPL!
B: Bro that's jus racist
A: It's not racism, it's pattern recognition
B: Sure bro
B: Men?
A: NOO IT'S BLACK PPL!
B: Bro that's jus racist
A: It's not racism, it's pattern recognition
B: Sure bro
by Sergio Mattarella June 2, 2024
Get the pattern recognition mug.The profound sense of peace and familiarity experienced when finally meeting a long-distance partner or soulmate in person. Unlike the anxiety or adrenaline of a typical first date, Soul Recognition feels like immediate relief. It is the realization that you aren't strangers, but two parts of the same whole picking up a conversation started lifetimes ago.
When we finally got together, I just felt relieved. You said my name like you’d been saying it for years, like we were picking up a conversation we started a long time ago. Your touch wasn’t rushed. It was careful. Like you knew exactly how long I’d waited for this. When you held me, I felt the lonely parts of me relax, the part that thought this would never happen.
It felt easy. It felt like taking off tight shoes at the end of a long day. I didn’t have to pretend. It just made sense. Like walking through your own front door. You didn’t try to own me. You just stayed. It felt like catching your breath after running for a long time.
I learned something that night, not about excitement, but about comfort. The feeling of finally putting down something heavy I’d been carrying. We weren’t strangers. We were just... us. Finally. And I’m not going back to how things were before now that I know what it feels like to finally be found.
I’m craving the version of you that showed up that night. The one that was raw and real. Once I felt your soul open up to me, surface-level conversations just weren't enough anymore. I need that depth with you. I need you to pour yourself into me, through your words, your writing, everything.
Give me more of him. My soul recognition ❤️
It felt easy. It felt like taking off tight shoes at the end of a long day. I didn’t have to pretend. It just made sense. Like walking through your own front door. You didn’t try to own me. You just stayed. It felt like catching your breath after running for a long time.
I learned something that night, not about excitement, but about comfort. The feeling of finally putting down something heavy I’d been carrying. We weren’t strangers. We were just... us. Finally. And I’m not going back to how things were before now that I know what it feels like to finally be found.
I’m craving the version of you that showed up that night. The one that was raw and real. Once I felt your soul open up to me, surface-level conversations just weren't enough anymore. I need that depth with you. I need you to pour yourself into me, through your words, your writing, everything.
Give me more of him. My soul recognition ❤️
by Mi & Your♾️Fantasia January 21, 2026
Get the Soul Recognition mug.The rare, bone-deep comfort of finding a person who feels like "home."
That feeling of coming home is the highest compliment I could receive. You hit the nail on the head everything you described is 100% accurate. Its a rare thing to find that kind of comfort where the world just goes quiet and you can finally kick off your shoes and breathe even for a second...
(As we know how quiet the outside world was lol)
I saw that peace in you, too. Watching those shoulders relax was just as powerful for me as it was for you. I felt that heavy thing you were carrying and I wanted you to put that down and relax into me.
The part that thought this would never happen, i saw that part and the asked this question first on...
But here’s the thing, that vulnerability was like a door. It was incredible that we opened it then but if one person walks through and the other person immediately shuts the door and hides back in the hallway, it gets confusing.
When you share that level of soul-recognition and then retreat into silence or surface-level talk, it’s tough. It can make the other person wonder if the "home" they felt was actually just a temporary stay.
Hiding those feelings afterward doesn't just create distance...it can really extinguish someone’s confidence in the love they felt. It’s hard to trust the 'breath of fresh air' if the air gets cut off right after.
That feeling of coming home is the highest compliment I could receive. You hit the nail on the head everything you described is 100% accurate. Its a rare thing to find that kind of comfort where the world just goes quiet and you can finally kick off your shoes and breathe even for a second...
(As we know how quiet the outside world was lol)
I saw that peace in you, too. Watching those shoulders relax was just as powerful for me as it was for you. I felt that heavy thing you were carrying and I wanted you to put that down and relax into me.
The part that thought this would never happen, i saw that part and the asked this question first on...
But here’s the thing, that vulnerability was like a door. It was incredible that we opened it then but if one person walks through and the other person immediately shuts the door and hides back in the hallway, it gets confusing.
When you share that level of soul-recognition and then retreat into silence or surface-level talk, it’s tough. It can make the other person wonder if the "home" they felt was actually just a temporary stay.
Hiding those feelings afterward doesn't just create distance...it can really extinguish someone’s confidence in the love they felt. It’s hard to trust the 'breath of fresh air' if the air gets cut off right after.
I’m all for keeping things light but I hear you loud and clear. Depth isn't just a one-night event, it’s a practice. If we want US then being real has to be the default not the exception.
PS.
By the way I like your swaps, its so good to talk about the other's. We both need more soul recognition ❤️
PS.
By the way I like your swaps, its so good to talk about the other's. We both need more soul recognition ❤️
by Love you too January 23, 2026
Get the Soul Recognition mug.John: I got my car stolen at gunpoint in the city last night.
Tom: Oh, no! I'm sorry to hear that! Let me guess-- a black stole it?
John: Woah, woah! That sounded racist! I mean, yeah, a black person stole it, but what's his race got anything to do with it?
Tom: Not racism, buddy. It's called pattern recognition.
Tom: Oh, no! I'm sorry to hear that! Let me guess-- a black stole it?
John: Woah, woah! That sounded racist! I mean, yeah, a black person stole it, but what's his race got anything to do with it?
Tom: Not racism, buddy. It's called pattern recognition.
by YorkFever December 13, 2024
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